On the ground where the Yin soldiers passed by, such a road once appeared.

Those Yin soldiers seemed to be programmed and walked according to the prescribed path.

At that time, Yuan Chen left a Yin soldier behind out of curiosity, but it was stolen by the little girl named Langyang who swallowed the heavenly wolf.

The original source dust had not been studied carefully.

Now there are two things in Yuan Chen's waist, one is Innate Chaos, and the other is Feng Li, the former God of Hell.

At this moment, the two pendants were watching everything around them quietly. Chaos had a happy-go-lucky temperament. At least he would not die and would have no problem lying down and sleeping.

But now Chaos doesn't feel safe. He always feels like he is being roasted on a shelf, and the rope that binds him may be cut off at any time, and he will fall into someone's bowl.

This feeling makes Chaos very quiet and depressing.

Feng Li didn't dare to speak at this moment. Ever since he found out that Yuan Chen was his godfather, he seemed to be a little cautious. The more he said, the more he would make mistakes. He could only say less and do more to save his image in the heart of his godfather.

Suddenly, a ghostly wind blew.
Chapter completed!